I don’t know how the word got out. I mean, I thought my writing was pretty much the world’s best kept secret. Well, okay, I did start this blog back on June 1st, and maybe I have had few pieces published on line at Associated Content, but they’ll pretty much publish anything you’ll submit. Hmmm.
Oh, wait a minute! I have had a couple of poems published by the Poet’s Literary Guild—or something like that. You know, they’re the ones where you submit something, and then they’re all, “Oh, you are such a gifted writer that your work has been selected for publication in our wonderful tome, Great Poets of America. You can have your own hard bound copy for only $59.95! This beautiful, leather-bound volume with gold leaf trim will be yours, so you can brag to your friends: ‘See I’m a published poet!’”
Then they go on to invite you to their annual conference, where they would like you to stand before hundreds of your fellow poets and read your works. (Note: Conference registration cost, $350; travel to, and lodging in Peoria, Illinois are your expense… but really that’s just a pittance, when you consider the thrill of seeing your work published in a beautiful leather-bound volume, and the acclaim of your peers at the National Poets Conference!)”
Then you submit something that you know is a total piece of crap, and you get the same “congratulations” letter and invitation again, and you realize it’s pretty much a scam, ‘cause they’ll obviously publish anything, when there are yahoos out there who’ll fork over sixty bucks just to see their name in print, and another three hundred fifty plus expenses for the privilege of standing in front of a whole crowd of equally gullible yahoos and reading their sad attempts at verse.
Could someone at Esquire magazine been one of the said yahoos and decided to feature me in this month’s issue?? Or maybe I’m delusional… not enough sleep and too much humidity in the air, and that’s really Elizabeth Taylor on that magazine cover! Your eyes can play tricks on you when you’re sleep-deprived!